on Saturday at about 8:00 AM I was hunting a deep ravine and heard some crashing and thrashing in the brush...then more grunting and I could hear antlers smashing together...this went on for about 10 minutes but I could not see the deer fighting even though they were only about 75 yards from me....so I snuck along the fenceline down to the crick and up the other side a little ways ( I should mention they were on the wrong side of the fence) when I could finally see them they were less than 40 yards away, just dork'n around it was a really big 2 point muley and a respectable 4x4, his splits were only about 4 inches each, but good enough for me. it was weird, they were kind of play fighting, they would push eachother around a little bit and then stop and look around and then thrash in the brush making some nice rubs and then spar again just casually...it was like a big brother ruff housing with his younger brother...all the while I am kicking myself because I have no grunt tube nor can I do any rattling...after about 30 minutes of this they finally spotted me and wandered off ...it was really cool, but man i wish I could have got them to cross that fence
